Outright Favoritism

  Chapter 1112 Bad news comes one after another

  He Huatang was so angry that he stared at He Chen with red eyes, "Nizi, are you worthy of the ancestors of the He family?"

"He Huatang!" He Chen walked up to him step by step, holding the armrests of the wheelchair with his hands, bending over, and sneered, "Do you think I am the He family? Huh? You have hundreds of people in the He family, and treat me as the He family. Are you asking me these words now, where's your **** face?"

  He Huatang stared at the familiar and unfamiliar handsome face, speechless for a while.

  He Chen stared at him deeply, and then said gloomily, "This is just the beginning."

  At five o'clock in the morning, the east is dawning.

  He family is exhausted, and the ancestral hall in the backyard is full of mess.

  He Huatang was sitting in a wheelchair with a dark red face, and the whole He family was immersed in sorrow through the changes all night.

  After decades of wind and rain, the He Family Ancestral Hall has become a pile of ruined walls.

  He family never felt that their status in Parma was so humble.

  All night, the He family turned out to be helpless.

  No matter how many phone calls you make or how many friends you ask for help, no one comes to help from start to finish.

  At this time, He Chen has left the ancestral hall and is sitting with Yin Mo in the front yard for breakfast.

  Several uncles greeted the servants to clean up the mess, but almost all the tablets that could be found were smashed.

  "Go to the police, find someone..." He Huatang closed his eyes, his tone dull and helpless, "The He family must not be destroyed in He Chen's hands."

As    was talking, the servant who came from the promenade shouted in surprise: "Master, madam, the eldest master is back."

  He Qing is back?

  Rong Manli, who was in a daze, suddenly opened her eyes, "Is it Ah Qing?"

  The servant nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, the young master's car is outside the door, and someone saw him go to the front yard."

  He Huatang and Rong Manli's eyes met, and there was a trace of urgency hidden in their eyes, "Quickly, go to the front yard."

  ……

  In the front hall of the front yard, He Chen, sitting in the upper chair, was peeling eggs for Yin Mo, "Aren't you sleepy?"

  Yin Mo wore a suit jacket on his shoulders and blinked, "It's kind of, but I can hold on."

  "Should I have someone take you back first?" He Chen looked at the end of the woman's eyes with distress, and handed the peeled egg to Yin Mo's mouth, "Go back to sleep when you are sleepy, and you don't need to accompany me."

   Yin Mo took a bite with the egg in it, and shook his head stubbornly, "Not sleepy."

  He Chen's thin lips outlined a faint smile, leaned forward slightly, teasing her: "Go back, I will hold you to sleep."

On the other side, He Qing is standing in the hall with a cheek wound and his body is slightly thin, but his hands are cut back and his mouth is also taped. Next to him are two men with eagle beak rings on their tails holding him in check. .

  No moment, the He family all rushed over.

  The three of the He family met in the main hall, Rong Manli cried bitterly, and He Qing caught her tragic blood-stained broken arm, and immediately began to struggle like a trapped beast.

  A He Chen, how could he mutilate the He family?

   "Everyone is here, so I'll just say a few words?" He Chen folded his legs lazily, sitting on the top like the owner of the entire house.

Uncle    is still ranting, "He Chen, don't be proud, you will pay the price for everything the He family suffered last night."

  He Chen touched his eyebrows and couldn't laugh, "I like to look at your desperate and helpless idiot. Everyone, before I pay the price, do you want me to ask for some interest first?

  After tossing all night, I was also tired. Why don't we make a quick fight. Everyone will take a shot at me. Whether you die or live is your fate, it’s fair, isn’t it? "

   Yin Mo couldn't help hearing He Chen's words, frowned slightly, and his eyes darkened a lot.

  Sure enough, he wanted to kill at He's house.

That does not work.

  Yin Mo grabbed his suit jacket, recalling the phone call she had with Qiaoqiao yesterday, maybe... now is the most appropriate time Qiaoqiao said.

  Thinking about this, Yin Mo didn't dare to delay. Using the cover of his jacket, he sent a WeChat message on his mobile phone.

  He’s family is dead, but He Chen can’t be crowned as father-killing.

  Furthermore, murder is the only way out for He’s family.

  ……

  At the same time, starting at six in the morning, the entrances and exits of the blocks around the old house of the He family were inexplicably blocked.

  The alarm call made by the uncle did not see the rescue for a long time.

  At half past six, the butler received a phone call. After listening to the report, the whole person was struck by lightning.

  He walked stiffly to Rong Manli, "Husband, Madam, He’s semiconductor factory was blown up last night..."

  Rong Manli’s physical strength has reached the limit. At this time, she and He Huatang are sitting in a wheelchair, staying up all night and the pain of a broken arm, making her feel that life is better than death.

   "What is...blowing?"

  The butler looked at He Chen with trepidation, "The other party claimed to be from Wenxi Island and dismissed all the workers with a lot of money. The factory exploded at 4 o'clock this morning, and the fire has not been extinguished..."

  Rong Manli took a breath, and closed her eyes dizzyly, "Who are they? In Parma, how dare you..."

  "He said his surname was Jin, to support his fourth brother."

  Everyone subconsciously looked at Si Shugong, and he was the only person in the He family’s fourth oldest.

  Si Shugong spread out his hands in a daze, "I don't know people from Wenxi Island..."

   "Madam, sir, dear uncles, the police station is here." The servant's words are like the rain falling from the sky, instantly nourishing a grassland of hope in everyone's heart, "Quickly, invite them in."

  The servant leaned on the door frame and panted, "But... they said they couldn't get in. The main roads around are under traffic control, let's wait."

  One wave after another, the flame that just ignited in the hearts of everyone was extinguished again.

  In the distance, you can reach the pedestrian street of He's family directly. Every street is parked with military off-road vehicles, which is called traffic control.

  At seven o'clock in the morning, the bad news followed.

  He’s headquarters received a notice from the State Administration of Taxation and requested that the office be suspended immediately to cooperate with the State Administration’s tax investigation.

  At seven ten ten, the financial accounts of He's headquarters were frozen, and the personal accounts of Rong Manli and He Qing were frozen.

  At half past seven, the Heshi headquarters office building in the business district was affixed with a seal.

  All development is like someone behind the scenes.

  In addition to He Qing, the He family are still actively discussing solutions. After all, the factory was bombed, which indirectly led the State Administration of Taxation to focus on He’s family. This seems... understandable.

  At this time, the sun is shining outside the hall.

  He Chen was napping with his forehead, and he seemed to be waiting for something.

  And He Qing in the hall kept showing Yin Mo with his eyes. The latter observed for a few seconds, then calmly asked, "Do you want to talk?"

  He Qing nodded, Yin Mo glanced at He Chen, and seeing that he didn't stop him, he ordered the members of the Black Hawk to tear off the tape at the corner of his mouth.

  (End of this chapter)